Re: Hades home for friends and followers
Quinoa sat in the shed, her heart beating fast. She blinked slowly, and tried to stand up. Her paws wound cracked open, wet blood beading along the scratch. She instantly sat back down, hissing. She lapped the open wound, stinging with pain. She needed to move before someone found her. But if she kept reopening her cut, she wouldn’t get anywhere.
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